Hello everyone! :) What I know about golf could be stuffed into a thimble with enough room left over for a super-sized Happy Meal. Just once, I was badgered into playing nine holes at a local course. I had an enormous amount of trouble with the driver (not the guy who took me there... but that big, fat club one has to begin with) although once I had my ball in play, I became particularly partial to the 5 iron. That baby can chip its way out of just about anything. But it soon became apparent that my divots were travelling further than my balls... and I spent more time repairing the greens than I did actually playing the game... so I couldn't wait to get back to the clubhouse and drown my sorrows with the day's special... which happened to be frozen margaritas. I think it was just lime Koolaid mixed with tequila (it was a low budget establishment) but it numbed my teeth and cast a forgetful shroud over the day's embarrassments... ;) Which were legion... lol! It was fun, though! I'm not sure how this fractal pertains to golf... but there's that stick and flag way out yonder... so it must have some significance... ;) While I was making it, I kept hearing the Eagles sing "Hotel California"... cuz if they had a golf course there... this would be it... Ultra Fractal... no postwork. Hey, guys (and gals... but I think that's understood)... thanks so much for your views and comments on my latest stuff.... I surely appreciate all of it! And thanks for stopping by to have a look at this one. Hugs! Helen :)